Unnoticed: Hi! How are you guys? I know it's been a while… But I saw this cool CD and when I opened the files in the computer it said 'install' and when I did I got this really cool game! And I've been busy and all that. I'm really sorry.
Anyways, thanks for the two reviews. I really appreciate it. To answer the anonymous reviewer, I really can't say if Mustang will stay away from Ed. :cough: We'll see.
Oh well. Enough of this chit-chat. I present to you the next chapter of "Cheese Fondue!"
I don't own FMA. If I did, would I have to borrow a DVD of it from my friend? I don't think so.
Italics mean the authoress is talking.
Warning: Slight OOCness. Lots of swear words that is mostly from Ed. 4 yaoi pairings: Elricest, RoyEd, HavocEd, Edvy (BTW the yaoi is slight and most are onesided). An annoying authoress placing herself in the story.
You have been warned…
Started Writing: May 16, 2010
Posted In: May 21, 2010
Al smiled at the man in front of him. "Hi Colonel Havoc."
The man grinned. "Hi Al."
Al step aside. "Come on in."
Havoc smiled. The man was wearing a brown coat and sported a green tie. He looked fine. And Alphonse was slightly happy that the man didn't overdone his looks.
"Just go to the dining room. General and brother should be there."
Havoc nodded and walked away.
Al closed the door.
"Ah, Havoc. I like that guy."
Alphonse smiled faintly.
"You know this is my first time of writing a story that has a pairing of Havoc and Ed. Even though it's mild and one-sided."
Alphonse Elric froze and then his eyes widened.
"What?" Alphonse slightly screamed.
"Shhh! Quiet! They'll hear you!"
"You are pairing them up?" Alphonse said in a hushed manner.
"Um… Havoc has a slight crush on Ed…"
Al stayed silent.
"What? You didn't notice?"
"No…"
"Sheesh! You were too focused on Mustang! You should observe everybody. Not just Mustang. The lady on the street had a pink hat. Did you notice that?"
Alphonse shook his head.
The authoress mumbled under her breath.
"How on earth are you going to be a detective?"
"I never said anything about being a detective!"
"Really? Ahahaha… wrong Al."
"You know another person named Al?"
"No… But I do know someone who wants to be a detective!"
"I'm starting to doubt your honesty… and your sanity…"
"Hey! I'm very honest! Though I can't say the same for the sanity part… But you shouldn't be too bothered about Havoc. It's just a crush…"
"Whatever… Let's just go to the dining room."
"I still think you are being OOC…"
Al rolled his eyes and walked to the dining room. But he was startled by the sight that greeted him.
Ed looked slightly annoyed. Roy looked slightly amused. Havoc looked guilty.
Edward saw Al. "Bad news, Al. The others won't be coming."
Al was surprised at this. "Why?"
Havoc scratched the back of his neck in a nervous display of fashion. "They had things to do."
Al narrowed his eyes. "Like what?"
"Well… they have… dates…"
Roy smirked. "Really?"
Ed blinked. "Huh, it didn't struck me that they were the dating type."
Al nodded, his eyes still narrowed.
"Al, what are we going to do?"
Al looked at his brother and opened his mouth but then closed it again because the doorbell rang. Ed raised and eyebrow and Roy and Havoc looked surprised.
The authoress smiled toothily.
Ed looked at the two older men with a questioning glance. Al just blinked.
The doorbell rang again.
Ed sighed. "Something smells fishy…" Ed walked to the front door.
As they were left alone, Alphonse decided to be blunt and straight to the point.
"You planned something… Didn't you?"
Roy and Havoc looked at Al in shock. They stared at Al for a while then looked at each other. Roy coughed and Havoc ran a hand through his hair.
"Havoc thought that the lesser the better!"
"What makes you say that Al?" Roy Mustang questioned.
Al's eyes narrowed. "If you dare hurt my brother I'm going to kill you."
Roy looked scared and Havoc gulped.
"Uwah! Never knew you can be this scary!"
Alphonse slightly smirked. But he looked surprised when he saw a blond-haired person enter the room.
"Lieutenant General Hawkeye!"
The lady, dressed in black slacks and a yellow blouse with her hair in it's usual bun, smiled at Alphonse. "How are you Alphonse?"
Alphonse grinned. "I'm fine."
"Lieutenant General Hawkeye… what are you doing here?" Came the demanding voice of Roy Mustang.
Hawkeye suddenly looked stern and her hands were slightly twitching to her holster belt, which of course had a gun, that she always carried with her. "It seems like I could not agree to your terms, General…"
"What terms?" Edward came in and he looked slightly peeved.
"He has to finish all his paperwork for 3 consecutive months. But I already know he'll be able to give me the slip and… I didn't want to miss this dinner."
"Why the hell will he promise that just so you have to miss this dinner?" Ed glared at Roy.
Roy coughed. "You don't have to think about that, Fullmetal."
Ed rolled his eyes and looked at Havoc. "You also have to explain some things."
As Ed said that three people revealed themselves.
Fuery, who was wearing a blue polo and jeans, smiled. "Hello."
Falman, who was wearing a black shirt and blue pants, looked very amused. "We're not late, are we?"
Breda, who was wearing a white t-shirt and brown pants, grinned. "Our dates didn't show up. Not that we had dates in the first place…"
The authoress was slightly troubled on the way she described their outfits but shrugged it off and thought it was okay.
Alphonse smiled at the trio.
Havoc had his mouth open.
"Close your mouth Havoc. Flies will come in." Ed remarked.
Havoc blushed heavily and closed his mouth. "But… why?"
Fuery smiled in an apologetic way. "Sorry… But we had to do something…"
Falman slightly smiled, in his hand was a small and terribly worn notebook. Alphonse noticed this before it was quickly hidden from everyone's view. Al finally remembered what that specific notebook was used for. Al silently groaned.
Sometimes General Mustang and his crew grew extremely bored even though they had lots of paperwork to do… So they did some fun things like, card games, origami, parlor games and sometimes… bets. And they wrote these little bets in a small notebook. And if they brought that notebook here… that means…
"You got that right! The four of them made a bet and they wanted to see who will land a kiss on Ed."
Al started coughing. Ed thumped his back lightly.
"You okay, Al?"
Al smiled weakly. "I'm fine."
Ed nodded but he still looked worried.
"Well… now we're all here. We should start eating," Al suggested so he can erase that worried expression on Ed's face.
Ed grinned. "Darn right! I'm hungry!"
"You're always hungry…" Roy remarked.
Ed stuck a tongue out at Mustang.
Everybody took a seat and soon they filled their plates and the sounds of conversations filled the room.
"I thought Ed doesn't drink milk…"
"Of course I don't!"
"But cheese is made from milk… right?"
"Cheese is different! And besides I like Al's cheese fondue!"
Al looked up from his plate and looked at Ed. Ed was arguing angrily with Breda. He noticed Al and he smiled widely.
Al blushed a little and looked back at his plate and started eating. He was oblivious at two pairs of eyes looking at him.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Havoc shouted as he stood up.
Everyone looked at Havoc. Havoc had his mouth open again.
"Ed was right… Flies will start to come in if he keeps on doing that…"
"What's wrong Havoc?" Fuery asked.
Havoc opened and closed his mouth like a fish out of water. Roy coughed and Havoc closed his mouth and sat down. "It was nothing…"
Al looked confused and wanted the authoress to explain.
But the authoress was occupied. She was watching a fly buzz around the room and finally settle itself in an empty chair. She smirked…
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Unnoticed: Well… I figured that the dinners are happier if there are more people so I mixed the others. Fuery, Breda and Falman's ranks aren't mentioned because Al hasn't talked to them yet and mostly I don't know what rank should they be. But they are certainly higher than they used to be.
Oh and I'll post the next one if I'll be able to get my hands on an internet connection again. Ahahahaha…
Anyways, I didn't check my grammar. I was too lazy…
Oh well… I hope you liked it! I'll update soon… I hope…
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